Thugged Out 4: Real Life

FORTY THREE- Fumble

"I fumbled your heart. Should've let go of my past for you. You did everything I asked of you. Drive across the country if I asked you to. But I'm just bad for you." - Trey Songz

JESSICA

I'm so damn mad at Majesty and Qua, I don't know what to do. First of all, they fucked the repass up fighting. They managed to break the table in half, broke a lot of glass, and had food and alcohol all over everything and everybody. Then, Majesty had the nerve to take his anger out on the wall once the fight was finally broken up. So, Ant and I have to pay for fucked the damage and mess on top of twenty five holes my son decided to put in their wall.

On top of the chaos, Reign's water broke a little afterwards. I'm excited to meet my granddaughter. I'm just highly stressed out. Between Presley dying, LaLa being paralyzed from the waist down for I don't know how long, Sean being half dead, and my kids clowning and shit; I don't know what's worse.

Ant and I are almost at the hospital to drop Reign off. She's sitting in the back seat trembling out of fear. She started crying when her water broke because she's afraid of the unknown. I was terrified when I gave birth to Noble and Majesty, so I understand. Ant on the other hand ain't so understanding of her fears. "Reign, stay yo ass on that towel, mane. Don't get yo water and shit all up on my seats." He fusses.

"Shut up, Antasia. This ain't your first rodeo." I tell him as I roll my eyes at his dramatic ass. "Right. He's acting like he hasn't been in the delivery room a million times with you. You ought to know what to expect more than I do." Reign says. "Yeah, and every single time, a nigga didn't want all that shit in the car. See, I should've called an ambulance and let them take yo ass." He says, making me laugh because he's so serious.

"Daddy, hush. I'm scared and I'm in a bad mood already." Reign says. "All jokes aside, fuck what Qua and Majesty talking about, alright? This your first child, babygirl. Yeah, you finna feel some pain but you getting a blessing out the shit. Don't let a nigga or yo brother fuck your experience up. You went nine months unhappy as hell behind Drew. At least enjoy yo daughter coming in the world without being unhappy because Qua did what he did." Ant says.

"I agree. Fuck that right now." I say. She nods her head. "Ew... water is just gushing and it feels disgusting." She laughs out as she wipes her tears. "Well, have fun. There's more gushing to come." I joke.

We just got to the hospital and walked her inside. "Here, sit ya ass in this wheelchair dripping that shit all over the place." Ant says. "Daddy, stoooooop!" Reign whines. A lady is looking at him crazy as he helps Reign into a wheelchair. "I'm too damn old for this shit." He adds. The lady rolls her eyes, making me laugh. "That's ridiculous. Being in labor is not gross. Don't make it harder on her, stupid man." She mumbles with an attitude as she walks by. I don't even have it in me to argue with a bitch when I know Ant is joking around with our daughter right now. My mind is all over the place. She ain't even worth it.

"That dirty blonde ass wig is what's ridiculous, love. Mind the business that pay yo ole stale ass. Bitch got the face of a damn donkey and shit. Fuck on somewhere." Ant says back as we head towards the elevators to get to labor and delivery.

"Daddy, stop!" Reign fusses as the woman rolls her eyes and mumbles while walking away. "Tell her ass stop then. You my lil girl, mane. You been knowing me yo whole life to know I'm excited and just playing. Nosey ass bitches need to worry about something more productive." He says. "Let it go." I say as we get in the elevator.

After checking into labor and delivery, they took Reign back by herself to make sure she's in labor, get her information, and they hooked her up to an IV. Then, they moved her to the room she'll give birth in. We've been in here for a couple of hours trying to comfort her while she has contractions.